Page 42 of Viktor's Temptation
“That feels good!” she whispered, leaning into him, rubbing against him like a cat to feel more of his muscles. Well, one muscle in particular was what she was most interested in exploring.
It shocked her when Gracie felt her hands sliding lower, gliding over his chest and down his firm abs until she cupped his erection in her hands. The rigid length of him was startling. She wanted to touch more of him, but his clothes were in the way.
“Would you take off your pants?” she whispered.
He’d started that process moments ago, but her words had stopped him and she needed him naked. She needed tobenaked! She needed every obstacle gone between this man’s body and herself so that she could touch him everywhere.
Just as he was doing to her! There was a muffled yelp as her sweater came up over her head. She had a brief thought of folding the expensive cashmere sweater, but Viktor pulled her into his arms so he could reach her breasts. His strength was shocking, and the heat of his mouth on her nipple was even more staggering. She gasped and writhed, wrapping her legs around him in a pointless effort to ease the throbbing in her groin. It was so strong and she wasn’t sure how to handle the onslaught, but it felt too good to ask him to stop.
“This?” he asked, nipping at her nipple gently before soothing it with his tongue. Shifting her hips against him, she gasped with every touch.
“Yes!” she whispered, leaning her head against his as she watched him tease her breast. “More!”
He obliged, sucking on her nipple as he carried her to the bed. Carefully, he set her down onto the soft comforter, but he didn’t come down with her. Instead, he stood by the side of the bed and stripped off the last of his clothes.
“Tell me to stop if you don’t want to go further, Gracie,” he hissed, his eyes moving over her body.
“Don’t you dare stop!” she replied, pushing up onto her knees as she stared at him. All of him! “You are magnificent!”
He reached for her hands, pressing her fingertips against his bare chest. “Touch me, Gracie. I need to feel your hands on me.”
Gracie was happy to oblige. She pressed her hands against his chest, feeling the power throbbing just beneath her fingertips. Every inch of him was fascinating, and she let her fingers trail a path along his ribs, moving higher to caress his pectoral muscles. His nipples were right there and she couldn’t resist the temptation. Leaning closer, she pressed a soft kiss against the sensitive skin, smiling when she heard him inhale sharply. So she did it again, licking the spot, nipping at it as he’d just done to her.
When he moaned, she moved to the other side, feeling his hands dive into her hair. It was such an erotic moment, feeling this kind of power over such a powerful man, that Gracie wanted to laugh with delight. The heady sensation only made her tremble harder with anticipation of having this man inside her, and she’d done this to him. She’d made him moan!
Wiggling, she moved closer, wanting more skin to skin contact. Her belly pressed against his erection, which was a curious thing. While her mouth teased his left nipple, her hands slid lower. And lower! When her fingertips encountered his throbbing shaft again, she wrapped her hand around him, moaning at the girth and length of him. He was incredibly large and…!
“You’re driving me wild, woman!” he growled, and pushed her back, pressing her down so that she was lying on the bed as he loomed over her. “Now, it’s my turn.”
With arms braced wide on either side of her head, Viktor stared down at Gracie.
He leaned in to nuzzle her neck, but he didn’t linger there this time. He moved down to her right breast, his mouth covering the tip while his hands massaged her left globe, his thumb and forefinger tweaking the nipple. She tried to squirm away from his pleasurable onslaught, but he pinned her down with the weight of his body.
And then he moved lower. He kissed her ribs, stroking her thighs, her hips, and her bottom before repeating the path over and over until she grabbed his hands, pulling them away. “I can’t take anymore.”
He looked up at her, then kissed the pale skin on the top of her thigh, right on the crease between her hip and thigh. It tickled and she would have laughed if the sensation didn’t feel so…naughty.
“Oh, I think you can take a lot more,” he countered, then moved closer to his goal. She started to pull away, but Viktor stopped her with a firm hand. “I thought you wanted toexperience how good I am.” He grinned that mischievous smile that stopped her heart. “I promise I’m very,verygood at this.” He watched her, his fingers stroking her stomach. A flatter stomach than she’d ever had in her life.
Slowly, Gracie remembered why she was here. For a brief moment, Warren flashed through her mind. Warren had never done this to her. He’d taken his pleasure, then gotten out of bed, demanding a sandwich.
Almost as a rebellion against Warren, but more as a curiosity to discover what this experience would be like with Viktor, she released the tension in her legs.
His grin widened as he scooted down. He pressed his mouth to her core as Gracie gasped at the heated sensation of his tongue licking her like an ice cream cone! But before she could recover, his lips teased that throbbing nub before his lips closed over that nub, sucking. The pressure was gentle at first, but when Gracie grabbed onto his hair, the pressure increased, his tongue flicking against her swollen flesh.
It was so much and she arched her back, unconsciously grinding against his mouth. She started to pull away, shocked by the intensity of her need, but Viktor held her steady, his hands gripping her hips as Gracie tugged at his hair.
She was just about to explode when he pulled back. Gracie looked at him, her hair and eyes wild. “Why?”
“Because I’m not done with you, my dear,” he purred. Before she could react, Viktor slid a finger into her. The new sensation shocked her. But that wasn’t as surprising as when he wiggled his finger and…!
“What are you doing to me?” she yelped, shifting against his finger. She reached down, pressing her fingers against her abdomen. But that wasn’t quite right. The feelings he was creating inside of her were lower. She screamed, her body quaking with reaction. In the back of her mind, she heard Viktor growl as she grabbed his wrist and tried to pull his hand away. When that didn’t work, she reached down to stroke herself, desperate for relief.
Instead, she felt him shift ever so slightly and, a moment later, Viktor surged into her. She groaned and gripped the comforter, arching her back to take more of him into herself. Needing all of him. But he pulled back, her eyes widened and she nearly hit him. He merely laughed and thrust into her again, giving all of himself this time. It was perfect. It was almost as if his shaft touched something deep inside of her that needed to feel him. He pulled back again and she whimpered, digging her nails into his hips as she tried to bring him back.
“You’re not in control, Gracie,” he whispered into her ear, then thrust again, this time, his body rubbed against that nub and she cried out. When he grabbed her hands, pinning them over her head, she was defenseless. Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, she tried to entice him from that angle. But the sensations bombarding her now were too much and everything was coming faster than she could process.
When her first climax struck her, she could do nothing but experience the pulsating bliss and cling to Viktor, trusting that he would take care of her. He continued to thrust into her, ramping up the pleasure to an almost painful level, then it burst into stars and she cried out, laughing and sobbing with the intensity of her climax.
